Fifty Shades of Alice Through the Looking Glass (Second Book of the 50 Shades of Alice Trilogy)

fat, pink toad, if fat pink toads dressed in women’s underwear. But he was doing a pretty good job with her nipples. And his prick was magnificent.
    She reached down and couldn’t even fit her hand completely around it. The head was oval and—go figure—egg-shaped. Alice tugged on the foreskin, surprised by how hard Humpty was.
    “How do you find pants to fit?” she asked, genuinely interested.
    “I only wear panties, remember? Can you help me with my bra?”
    Alice felt for him, for often she had a hard time with the clasp as well. “I know a trick. Pull it around backwards, so you can undo it in front.”
    He followed instructions, and easily unhooked the undergarment, letting it drop to the ground. Then he kicked off his very large strappy sandals—honestly they had to be a size 15 triple wide, and he was Alice’s height exactly. And although his face wasn’t anything to look at either, his eyes were bright and twinkled with mischief, which Alice found quite erotic.
    He skimmed one of his hands down her belly and entered her with a finger, making Alice squeak with surprise. His finger was larger than some men she’d known before Lewis, not that she’d known many, of course.
    “You’re so wet,” he cooed. “That’s hot.”
    Humpty moved his finger in and out so rapidly, it made Alice’s knees weak. Seeming to sense this, Humpty grabbed her bottom with his other hand, both holding her up and pressing her closer to his clever jabbing. Alice stood there, pinned by his enormous hands, as he worked her slot with more speed than she’d ever known.
    “Oh my oh my oh my OH MY!” Alice cried out, squirming against him, her new piercing intensifying the wonderful sensation.
    “Do you like this?” Humpty asked, breathing hot on her neck.
    “Ugn… ugn… yes…”
    “I can go slower, if you want.”
    Cupping her butt cheek firmly, he slowly withdrew his chubby finger, wiggling it as he did. Then he teased her lips and ran his moist fingertip along her most sensitive part, making Alice’s whole body clench. She squeezed her eyes shut, concentrating on the sensations. Ever so slowly, Humpty inserted the finger again, all the way to the last knuckle, moving it back and forth like a scolding parent. Alice ground her hips into his hands, grunting, then crying out when Humpty’s thumb stroked her clitoris, tingling her barbell.
    Alice began to come, and as she did Humpty used his other hand—the one squeezing her rear—to insert a finger into her other opening. It was only the tip, but it stretched Alice wide and made everything happening in front even more intense. Alice clutched his shoulders, digging her nails in, and screamed as she climaxed, shuddering and clenching as Humpty worked his fingers back and forth, back and forth, using her body as his own personal Chinese finger cuffs while she rode the wave.
    When Alice’s senses returned, she opened her eyes and stared at Humpty, who was grinning with apparent satisfaction.
    “Want to see if you can get your mouth around it?” Humpty asked, the corners of his eyes crinkling.
    Alice swallowed, and nodded, because right now she wanted that more than almost anything.
    Humpty released her and Alice sank to her knees, staring into the eye of his monster. With one hand she weighed his gigantic balls, which were not only big as peaches, but heavy as the fruit, too. Alice’s other hand grasped him at the root, pulling back his skin. She gave the head a slow, tentative lick, and seriously doubted she could fit something that wide into her mouth, let alone anywhere else in her body.
    “Oh, yeah,” Humpty said. “Get it nice and slick.”
    Alice continued to lick, alternating with full-lipped kisses. She sucked on the side as if giving a hickey, and Humpty moaned. Then, sticking out her tongue so it covered her lower teeth, Alice opened her mouth as wide as she could, and tried to force the massive head into her mouth.
    It went in, just barely, and filled Alice so that her cheeks bulged out. She began to move her head back and forth, but couldn’t do any real sucking because it was simply too big. From the sounds Humpty made, he seemed to be enjoying it. But in truth, Alice wasn’t. Her jaw was stretched too far, and the whole process was uncomfortable. She kept going, however, partly because of the wonderful orgasm Humpty had just given her, and partly because she hoped he would climax, because Alice didn’t think she’d be able to fit this